In the early hours of the morning, there was a torrential rain, and moss appeared in the corner of the wall.

Tan Tian turned into a small alley, walked upstairs, and then stopped at the door of a small apartment on the third floor. After knocking on the door three times and not waiting for the door to open, Tan Tian took out the spare key from his pocket and opened the door to enter.

After opening the door, Tan Tiancai found that there was a trail of water that spread intermittently from the door to the interior.

There was a pair of high heels lying in the doorway, the same pair that Yiye Frost wore yesterday.

The beaded ornament on the right foot, which was not very strong, was finally lost, leaving a scar-like vacancy.

Tan Tian closed the door and walked inside, and when he turned the entrance, he saw a leaf of frost curled up on the floor with his bare feet, his wet hair sticking to his pale face, and his body trembling.

Tan Tian subconsciously threw off the things in his hand and ran over to pick her up, only to find that the clothes on her body were faintly wet and cold.

"You're in the rain?!" Tan Tian touched Yiye Shuang's forehead, and sure enough, he already had a fever, "Don't you want to die?!" I'll take you to the hospital! As he spoke, he picked up a leaf of frost and rushed to the door.

Yiye Shuang raised his hand and grabbed Tan Tian's shirt with difficulty, and said weakly in a heavy nasal voice: "No-don't-don't-don't go-don't go to the hospital-"

She obviously closed her eyes, but a tear overflowed from the corner of her eye: "Don't go-hospital-don't go-"

Tan Tian stopped, his face full of surprise, in the face of this willful request, he couldn't find a reason to refuse in his heart.

So he turned around, gently placed a leaf of frost on the bed, and pulled over a quilt to cover it. Then he took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Doctor Zhang, it's me." Tan Tian glanced at Yiye Shuang, who was still trembling slightly, turned to the phone and said, "Please come now, I have a patient with a severe cold here, and he may still have symptoms of malnutrition, which is very urgent." Well, you can contact me before you get to the Tianyu Building. ”

Tan Tian put down the phone, stroked Yiye Shuang's forehead again, raised his eyes and saw a square towel placed at the head of Yiye Shuang's bed, so he reached out and took it, wiped the sweat beads on Yiye Shuang's forehead, and gently wiped the water droplets on the tips of her hair.

Tan Tian suddenly felt that the square scarf in his hand was very familiar—this was the square scarf handed to Tan Tian by a leaf of frost under the rainy street lamp. ­

The arrogant woman tilted her head and said, "You're wet?!" Dry your hair, or you'll catch a cold. Didn't your mom teach you? ”

Tan Tian found the faucet, wet the square towel on his hand, wrung out the excess water, folded it into a suitable size, and carefully applied it to Yiye Shuang's forehead.

Yiye Shuang was still trembling slightly, but his brow was slightly stretched. She muttered, "Mom-"

Tan Tian himself didn't know why, so he had already carefully reached out and gently held Yiye Shuang's hand.